Chapter 1600 by Marina Vittori

However, Eleanor never expected Anders’ so-called ambush would involve Holly’s lifeless body. Everyone knew that Holly was Fenley’s younger sister.

Now that Holly was dead, Fenley would undoubtedly take action, and everyone involved in the incident would face the consequences.

It wasn’t only Dustin that would suffer. They would have to suffer with him. It wasn’t until this moment that she realized Anders had used them. They were like pawns that could be discarded at any moment.

However, at this point, it was too late for regrets. All Eleanor could do now was to firmly hold her ground and try her best to extricate herself from the situation.

“Are you telling me this has nothing to do with you?” Dustin narrowed his eyes.

“That’s right. We know nothing!” Eleanor immediately shook her head.

“That’s right. We’ve been framed. Please don’t misunderstand!” Elena echoed repeatedly.

“Alright, since you claim it has nothing to do with you, then tell me, who exactly was behind this? Who instructed you to do this?” Dustin countered.

“I…” Eleanor paled and instinctively glanced at Elena. Elena avoided her gaze, looking guilty and unsure of how to respond.

“Are you not willing to tell me, or are you having trouble making up a story?” Dustin’s gaze was hostile.

“I gave you a chance, but you didn’t take it. If that’s how you want it, don’t blame me for being ruthless.”

With that, Dustin suddenly grabbed Eleanor’s throat and lifted her over his head. Eleanor struggled to breathe, her face flushing red while the veins on her forehead bulged. Her entire being was overwhelmed with a fear of death, causing her to tremble uncontrollably.

“Dustin! Don’t act recklessly! We-!”

Elena was about to do something about it and threaten Dustin when she felt her neck squeeze. Dustin had seized her by the throat with his other hand and lifted her up from her wheelchair.

“Both of you deserve to die!” Dustin grabbed them both in his hands like they were nothing.

“Stop it right there!” Right then, a furious roar erupted from the door. Following the noise, a group of martial artists dressed in formidable attire rushed into the room. Judging from their clothes, they were the Celestial Alliance’s elite fighters.

“You bastard! You’ve got quite the nerve to start a scene at Grace Brothel. Are you tired of living?” a man with a crew cut who led the group yelled angrily.

“Who are you?” Dustin released his grip, letting the two women fall heavily to the ground.

“My name is Allen Bosman. I’m the Celestial Alliance’s attendant, in charge of Grace Brothel.

“Anyone who stirs up trouble here is disrespecting me and the Celestial Alliance!” Allen glared at them as he yelled.

“Mr. Bosman, you’ve arrived just in time. We’ve got a big problem at Grace Brothel!” At that moment, a lady with heavy makeup rushed down the flight of stairs, looking anxious.

“There’s no need to worry, Madam Lynch. I just stopped this bastard from attacking someone,” Allen said, still oblivious to the situation.

“He didn’t just attack someone, he killed them!”

Madam Lynch pointed at Dustin and uttered with a trembling voice, “H- He… He just killed Holly!

“What? Holly is dead?” Allen was shocked and stood there in stunned silence.

He had only thought there was a disturbance, not a murder case. Not to mention, Holly had been the victim. She was an important member of the Celestial Alliance and held a higher position than he did.

With her sudden death, it was likely to send shockwaves across the Celestial Alliance!